The pungent smell of disinfectant entered the nasal cavity, and he opened his eyes dimly, and a ray of light came in, which was a bit dazzling.
A figure appeared in front of her eyes, which was the last thing she wanted to see.
She frowned and immediately turned her face away.
"You don't want to see me that much?"
Shen Manman doesn't even want to pretend anymore. If the calm he has maintained all this time is broken just a moment ago, there will be no need to pretend anymore.
Mo Shaocheng was no longer angry. He made himself look calmer, "I know what you are thinking, but I will not agree to it. Shen Manman, you are mine whether you live or die, even a hundred years later." You want to enter the ancestral graves of our Mo family."
Shen Manman listened, quietly picked up the mobile phone beside him, and turned her back to him as if she didn't want to pay attention to him.
"What about Jiang Lige? Don't forget, she is Ze Qian's biological mother."
"It doesn't matter who gave birth to Zeqian. What matters is who raised him. Whoever I say is his mother is the one."
Men are truly the most heartless creatures in the world. When they love you, they will pamper you to the heavens, but if they don’t love you anymore, they will trample you into the dirt.
"Don't you think it's cruel to do this?"
"I'll make it up to her."
It was too cold-blooded. The compensation he mentioned was at best monetary compensation, but money is the least valuable thing.
Shen Manman did not continue to ask, but secretly sent the recording to Jiang Lige.
She couldn't wait, couldn't wait for Jiang Lige to take action again.
After staying for one night, Shen Manman was discharged from the hospital early in the morning.
The doctor told Mo Shaocheng that when this happens, it's probably because the immune system is too strong. After learning about the owner's emotions, it develops a sense of self-protection, causing difficulty in breathing and passing out.
In this case, you must seek medical treatment promptly, otherwise your life may be in danger.
Mo Shaocheng was very depressed, which meant that he could no longer use force. He just wanted her, not her life.
He stopped her class on his own initiative without any prior notice.
"I'm getting married next month. I'll be very busy during this period. You don't have to go to the school. I've already said hello to the school."
"You don't have to make a high-sounding excuse, isn't it troublesome?" Shen Manman said with a cold face.
"If you insist on saying that, I can't help it." Mo Shaocheng was very irritated. The current situation was not what he wanted at all.
Frowning, Mo Shaocheng finally sighed, turned around and left.
There has been no reply to the message Shen Manman sent to Jiang Lige. Thinking about it, Jiang Lige will not come back.
However, she obviously felt that Mo Shaocheng was coming back even later. One night, when she went to drink water, she saw Mo Shaocheng getting ready to go out.
He put on his clothes and looked very anxious.
But I didn't expect to bump into Shen Manman who was holding a water glass. In the darkness, only the moonlight outside the window left a glow, dotted with stars, and mottled with the shadows of the trees.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"Isn't it the same with Mr. Mo?"
Shen Manman looked him up and down, "Go out?"
"Well, Li Ge committed suicide by slitting his wrists. I'll go take a look." He continued to walk forward, walking hastily.
She dragged her arm and looked at Mo Shaocheng's retreating back, "Don't worry, she has a sense of discretion and won't cut too deep and the rescue will fail."
In the darkness, when he suddenly turned around, the coldness in Mo Shaocheng's eyes was like a three-foot-frozen twelfth moon, covered with a layer of frost, which was terrifying and bone-piercing.
"Do you hate her so much?"
"You can turn the interrogative sentence into a declarative sentence." Shen Manman took another sip of water, not wanting to argue with him, "Go ahead, it's too late, maybe the wound will close."
The slender figure walked upstairs step by step, looking unbelievably thin. Only at this moment did Mo Shaocheng realize, inadvertently, how could she become so thin?
She is as thin as a willow and as thin as duckweed. A gust of wind seems to blow her away.
It wasn't until her back disappeared into the corridor that Mo Shaocheng left without looking back.
There was no traffic jam at night, and the journey was smooth. When he arrived at the hospital, Jiang Lige had already left the operating room, and her wrist was wrapped in a thick bandage.
The doctor said, "Mr. Mo, please advise Miss Jiang that her leg has a chance to recover. She must not do anything stupid. If it goes deeper this time, it will hurt the tendon."
Mo Shaocheng didn't move or respond.
Suddenly, Shen Manman's words came to his mind, saying that she was sensible and would not cut too deep.
"Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo?"
The doctor called twice more before Mo Shaocheng responded, "Yes, I understand."
With a calm tone and a cold expression, there was no worry or distress on his face. He walked a few steps and stood in front of Jiang Lige, subconsciously looking at the wound on her wrist.
Jiang Lige felt a chill inexplicably, "Shaocheng, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made you worry, but I'm really sad. When I think that I might be like this for the rest of my life, I, I just..."
As he spoke, tears fell again in clusters.
He didn't necessarily have much patience, and the little bit of patience he had was almost used by Shen Manman.
"The doctor said that your leg has a chance to recover. But if you commit suicide, no one can do anything about it."
Chen Hui was unhappy when she heard this, "Shaocheng, what are you talking about? Li Ge is already feeling uncomfortable, and if you still talk about her like this, aren't you just adding salt to her wounds?"
Mo Shaocheng hated this woman. Jiang Lige didn't like her before she went in, and now she hates her even more.
With anger condensed on her handsome face and a sinister glance, Chen Hui was too frightened to speak.
"If you really want to do her best, keep an eye on her. I have clients to meet tomorrow morning, so I'll leave first. You guys should go to bed early."
In the past, he would definitely stay, but now, he just wants to hide far away.
Chen Hui originally wanted to say something, but was forced to retreat by Jiang Lige's look, "Okay, you should go back and rest early. It's too late now."
"Um."
Without any nostalgia, Mo Shaocheng left in a hurry.
Not long after waiting for him to leave, Chen Hui exploded, "What the hell, you just left right away? I have never seen such a heartless man like him. Huh, I don't know what the point of making a fuss is. You will suffer the consequences yourself." It may not have any effect yet.”
Chen Hui knew how to scold her, but she didn't feel bad at all.
Jiang Lige's face also darkened, "He wouldn't have been like this before. It's all Shen Manman's fault. It's all because of her. I won't let her go."
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Shen Manman slept very well. She would never have insomnia because of Jiang Lige's incident. She didn't know that Mo Shaocheng was coming back.
After getting up at 0:00 in the morning, he walked out of the guest room in his pajamas, which proved that he had returned home last night.
